There’s a warm low sun as I leave the house, so I put on my Rising Sun playlist. It’s for nodding your head and tapping your fingers ostentatiously on the commute. And it’s a fantasy. I’m on holiday. A perceptible shiver for ‘Waterfalls’ and a bang of the finger on my book as the horn blasts in the middle of Left Eye’s rap.

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Panda Bear: Tomboy

More audiograms from Panda Bear’s diving bell. Endless repetition is chiming nicely with today’s tasks. Anyway, it cut out halfway through, but I think I got the gist.

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Britney Spears: Blackout

Prompted to listen to Britney’s robo-frug for the first time in years by an excerpt from Marcello Carlin’s forthcoming book, featured on The Quietus. This kind of hi-tech pop always sounds new, for half a decade at any rate. It’s a brain-cleanser for a dry afternoon’s work.

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The Go! Team: Ladyflash
John Lennon: Watching The Wheels
Passion Pit: The Reeling

One great thing about dubiously hosting songs from my annual Top 20s on this blog is, erm, the chance to listen to music. I mean, some of my favourite songs. OK, there’s no reason I can’t do this anywhere, but here I can enjoy my own context and keep pressing the random button and re-read my own writing. I don’t mind that. If I don’t agree anymore, I just don’t agree anymore.